"Pretty good?" I laughed at her and gestured at the piles of fallen chas around . "These chas around beg to differ. They are telling that I am the best here."
"The words of weaklings don't an anything." She held her twin swords in both hands very casually and proceeded to walk towards slowly.
She was completely unaffected by the incredible display of power I had so impressively given. The billowing confidence within her heart was like a thick aura around her, giving her a srizing look despite being in a completely ordinary cha.
Sherry Lin.
The na that would one day inspire fear all around the world, would make her grand debut there in a one on one fight with , the future cha Emperor.
"Oh? You must be from a large clan. Such arrogance can't be found anywhere else." I chuckled at her.
"Those who seek to wear the crown, must first learn to bear its weight." She said coldly. "I, Sherry Lin, will teach you that the crown of the strongest pilot this year isn't sothing you're qualified to wear."
"Sherry Lin? Who is that?" I asked in the most annoying tone I could manage to rile her up and break her composure.
As I expected, it worked perfectly.
My question caused her to explode forward with startling speed!
Although I had broken her composure as I had aid to achieve, breaking her composure did not cause her to weaken as I had hoped.
Most fighters, especially kids, will throw their training out the window once they get angry. "KYAAA!! OURYAAAA!!" They would scream in anger, and go charging at their enemy at full speed, executing wild attacks that would be easy to counter.
But Sherry? That demonic girl was such a genius that her anger rely propelled her combat power to greater heights!
There was no excess in her movents, no flaw, no mistake.
The dium cha that ca charging at with twin swords was like the Goddess of Death herself!
I had awakened a ferocious sleeping tiger!
However, I was no weakling myself.
If Sherry Lin was a ferocious tiger with its transcendent grace and hyper efficient fighting skills, then I was a BIG, FAT, thousand ton mammoth.
I didn't need grace. I didn't need fighting skills. I just needed to bully my way forward and sohow land a lucky hit on her.
Unfortunately for , that was as far as the illustration could go.
Tigers can't trip big fat thousand ton mammoths, nor can they manipulate the mammoths incredible strength to work against itself.
What the tiger can't do to the mammoth, Sherry Lin did to . And more.
As soon as she closed the distance between us, she feinted to her right and made jerk my body towards my left so that I could align my punches with her body.
But the mont she noticed my cha throw its weight irrevocably to my left, she imdiately recovered from her feint and leapt to her left! At the sa ti, she struck my right leg with her powerful sword and caused to completely lose my balance!
I tripped and shot forward with my hands stretching out reflexively to catch my body as it hit the ground.
But before my hands could get into position, a powerful impact hit the back of my neck and sent hurtling forward!
BAM!
I smashed head first to the ground!
And you can probably imagine what happened next.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Sherry Lin did not show the slightest bit of rcy as she wielded her twin swords like cudgels smashed them so hard on my cha's weakpoints that they broke after only landing three hits each!
"Hamr!" Sherry Lin's cool voice sounded.
Imdiately, the sound of a massive war hamr whistling through the air could be heard.
Wham.
Sherry Lin caught it skillfully and used its montum to launch a powerful attack on my back!
WHAM!!
"What a relentless little fire cracker!" I shouted in my heart and started to push myself up.
However, Sherry Lin was far too wily and far too skillful to let do that.
She kicked my hands out from underneath and caused to crash to the ground once more!
"Gah! Stop that! Let get up at least!" I shouted rather unreasonably.
But who in their right minds would allow their enemies to regain their footing once they have fallen?
Sherry Lin ignored completely.
Each ti I placed my weight on one of my limbs so I could push myself up, Sherry Lin would kick or stomp at to keep grounded.
Each ti I spun my body around to get out of her range, she would already be there to kick and foil my attempts to stand up.
"I want to stand up! I just want to stand up!" I shouted in my heart. And all the while, her new hamr rained down upon without ceasing!
It was an incredible display of dominance. My fighting skills were so non-existent and hers was so subli that she looked like she was doing a skill demo on an unmoving piece of unpiloted cha!
I couldn't help but sigh regretfully.
Although I had so shalessly bullied my way through the massacre with my overpowered and impenetrable defense, I was hoping that I didn't have to inject more white cha particles than what I already had.
Afterall, there was a certain level of shalessness which was still the funny kind of shaless.
And then there was different, just downright despicable kind of shaless.
For , injecting more than 5% of a huge, hundred ter tall white cha made of materials a million more tis stronger than a practice cha, into a practice cha was that limit.
Below 5%, it was still kind of funny. Yes, I know that the ones I beat up didn't feel that way. But for , 5% was still acceptable. I was stronger than them, but I wasn't beyond the realm of possibility to defeat.
Very improbable, yes. Impossible? No.
But if I go beyond 5% and into say… 10%. Not even ten Sherrys with all their skills would be able to do anything to .
The power I would be able to bring to bear would cause even her attempts to kick my hands out from beneath to bounce off!
5% was the line for .
And at that mont, I was about to cross it.
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